BRIELLE’S POVBrielle quickly arranged herself on the bed in Lord Darius's private chamber when she heard the door open. She'd been waiting for him for thirty minutes or more; she couldn't remember. Today was another night of their training, and she had dressed in the day's outfit with the assistance of the special maids assigned to her. She had prepared herself and then walked up to his room with the maids, where she had entered expecting him, but she had been surprised. The room had been cold, quiet, and empty. It was the first time she had encountered his chambers empty, and she had initially appeared scared, thinking it was one of his tricks. She'd opened the door quickly, catching sight of the maids, and explained the empty room situation to them, but they'd told her to wait for him. She had opened her mouth to ask them more questions, but they had already swiveled around, briskly walking away, leaving her alone in the empty corridor. Shoulders down, Brielle had walked ba
DARIUS’S POV“Make sure everything’s ready before Thursday.” Darius rasped out, dropping more clothes on the bed, and Rocky nodded in response.Heaving a huge sigh, he listened as Rocky continued making inquiries."We'll also need some money to..." Darius didn't let him finish because he reached into his pocket and pulled out a black express card, which he threw at Rocky, who caught it quickly. “Use that to cover any expense you need.” He rasped out the order, and Rocky nodded, a smile of satisfaction on the burly-looking guard’s face.“That would be all right?” Darius questioned again, and Rocky affirmed with a nod.His hands up, waving at him dismissively, Darius watched him leave, and then, with a sigh, he focused his attention back to the clothes on the bed.He would normally have had the maids organize his belongings, but for this impromptu trip, he wanted to do things his way. This was a trip he didn't want to take, but he had to be there not for his own sake but for the sake
BRIELLE’S POVBrielle walked down the corridor straight to her room, holding her towel and tightening her robe. She was sick of going to the public dressing room every day when her chambers had a fully equipped bathroom. It still perplexed her, but it was the order here, and she couldn't dare to disobey it. Fortunately for her, she hadn't seen Lady Delilah today in the dressing room, and that was a relief. She'd bathed thoroughly, dressed up in her robe in front of the red-haired ladies in the room, and exited the steamy enclosed space quickly. She could hear snickers and gossip from maids and submissives alike as she walked. She usually ignored them, but then she heard some words that made her stop. "There she is, Lord Darius' favorite slut for the time being." One of the submissives standing by the corridor said.Another chimed in, “She'd probably be feeling high and mighty. She rarely talks, preferring to walk past us because she considers herself superior to the rest of us.
DARIUS POVDarius was having trouble sleeping again, as he did most nights. He blinked his lids tightly as he chugged whiskey after whiskey down his throat, glancing at the large clock hanging at the top of his bed's headboard. 12:45 am…It was getting late, and the alcohol he'd been drinking nonstop wasn't luring him into the much-needed sleep he needed. He'd be out of this mansion tomorrow, or early this morning rather, on his way to sort out his business issues, and he hadn't slept a wink. Not that he would sleep on the ride, but Darius knew he needed to nap to refresh his mind. “Tchhhh…” As he stood on his feet, feeling restless, he let out a heavy hiss of disappointment. He had no idea how he got out of his room, but he was walking through the large corridor away from the room and prancing around the mansion seconds later. Darius walked down the tiled floors, barefoot, past sleeping and awake guards alike, with a bottle of whiskey in hand. Darius had no idea where he was
BRIELLE’S POVBrielle's panicked scream as her room door burst open was enough to awaken everyone who had been sleeping. She'd been restless all night, her sleep disrupted by perplexing dreams, and she couldn't even close her eyes peacefully. Worse, someone had barged into her room without knocking in the middle of the night, and she screamed in terror. She jumped out of bed, her hands fumbling, looking for the bedside lamp, but before she could turn it on, light filled the room. The stranger, whoever it was, had turned on the overhead light in the room, and she was whisked away from the darkness. She was no longer terrified, but she still had her back to the intruder and was afraid to turn around and look at the person. "You know, your fear is one thing that surprises me, but your shyness continues to perplex me." This voice, the husky sound filling the room, was one she could recognize even if she were wide asleep.It was Lord Darius, and as soon as she mentioned his name, he
DARIUS POV Her lips had a peach flavor to them.Smelt like apples and tasted like peaches, so soft and alluring he felt like munching on them and kissing her forever.His heart clenched softly as he gently caressed her hair, guiding her tongue in slow rhythmic movements as their lips danced. Darius didn't want this moment to end, and her soft moan was getting into his head, making him go insane in the worst way possible. His hand sauntering downwards, he left her hair until he was touching her shoulders, chest, and then her boobs. Darius could feel her rising nipples, and now he wanted nothing more than to rip the flimsy robe from her body and fall on her, worshiping her. He started to move, pushing her towards the small queen-sized bed, but she tore her lips away from his and asked the question that made him instantly chill. "Shouldn't we go to the training room? Or... or you know, we could go to your room if you want." She stammered out the final words, and Darius could tell s
BRIELLE’S POV"That's my girl..." Lord Darius said those last words to Brielle before slipping his cock out of her shaky legs and kissing her forehead.His hands were draped all over her body, and Brielle couldn't move for a moment as she tried to process what had just happened. Lord Darius had entered her room, half drunk, and confessed that he missed her. After giving her some hot blowing orgasm with his mouth and fingers, he proceeded to fuck her hard, leaving her breathless as she was now. She couldn't believe it because it felt surreal and unimaginable, but again he was Lord Darius. He was the master of the mansion and could do whatever he wanted without anyone questioning him. He quickly shut her up when she asked if going to the training room was the best thing to do, saying he made the rules in the mansion and could change them. Brielle clenched her legs tightly as a small smile crept up her lips, and silence engulfed the entire room. He was still holding her, breathin
BRIELLE’S POV~’ That's her, Warren’s scorned daughter.’‘Smack her!’‘We'd kill her right now. She's nothing but a scumbag and a witch.’Brielle raised her hands above her head as the villagers and people around her continued to throw stones at her. She had no idea why she had come here or what she had done wrong this time. She couldn't even remember how they had dragged her out of her house and into the open square, where they had pelted her with stones, dirty water, rotten eggs, pellets, and whatever else they could think of. She couldn't even bring her hands to her nose because she stank so badly. Her clothes were clinging to her skin, sloppy and wet. There was nothing she could do about it, and she couldn't cry or scream at them to stop because she would be wasting her time. "What happened to the cloth?" She heard an all too familiar deep masculine voice ask from afar, and she tried to look up amidst the crowd around her to see if she could catch a glimpse of who this perso